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I don’t know the correct term, but I often hear it referred to as Lunar New Year. It’s that time of year again! Let’s enjoy the sales, festive music, and see if this is finally your year of luck, prosperity and good fortune. Unfortunately, I don’t look good in red, but if there’s one person who does, it must be my adorable cousin. Vanessa was amazing in her performance! She’s so pretty, just lights up the stage, and overall so captivating, I was so lucky to get to watch. It’s what magnificent reunion dinners are made of. I’d have uploaded a video, but my connection is slow.

It’s been almost a week since I last drove. A car. It’s nice. I’m so free, no obligation to have to be somewhere, to send or fetch anyone. I feel so relaxed. I don’t even have to see the car sitting there anymore. I think I don’t have nightmares about the car accidents that I had anymore. I don’t know when I’ll ever try to drive again, not really looking forward to it.

Being a bad driver is so not nice. I’ve been struggling with the issue of driving, I don’t know how do I live with myself after having caused so many car accidents. To think that they were all stationary objects. And those were the ones I know of. Like, imagine later, when I have to drive again, and then I have moving objects to deal with. All this time I was lucky enough that they have the good sense to avoid me, but I think it’s only a matter of time. I try not to do anything dangerous that other drivers have to swerve away to avoid. I even get mixed up referring to other people on the road as cars instead of drivers. But drivers are the employed ones, so should I say road users? Or motorists?

When I finished Overnight Socialite I was a bit disappointed. Eloise dumped Trip, and although Lucy seemingly forgave Wyatt, their last moment was him leaving her show. There’re a lot of vague things, like how Lucy was able to get to know anyone other than Max, Parker, and Theo, since after all, all she ever does was stick to Eloise, which kind of irritated me. Maybe I should write more about this next time? I don’t know, I was really pleased with most chapters, but i’m still left with this feeling of why did I buy that book?

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So I finally went out and bought Overnight Socialite by Bridie Clark, and so far I really love it. It’s so amazing how all-encompassing an anthropological perspective can be. Since Aniza’s piano lesson was at Yamaha Parade this morning, my sister took me to MPH during to look for my book, and while I was there I considered LA Candy which I always said that I wanted so much, but I was disappointed at how spaced out the print was! Also, it’s very expensive so I thought I would wait till next time. I’m so behind, I haven’t read LA Candy and I still have Sweet Little Lies to read. On another note, I really want to watch Pretty Little Liars. I wasn’t that impressed with one episode that I wasn’t fully able to understand/follow, but it seemed juicy.

Time for another wish list! I can’t believe how indulgent i’m being.

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Yes, the same series, what a list, i know. I don’t know when i’ll ever get started on those but I hope I get the chance to one day.

I shouldn’t be doing this. Being indulgent is one of the main things I (and we all) hate about my dad. All the lounging about, excessive sleeping, decadent food. It all screams elitist and hedonistic. I can’t believe i’m an equally vapid and ostentatious brat who is desperate for any kind of unnecessary luxury. I never imagined I would end up this bad. Me, sinking as low as my dad, into further depths of depravity. I hate that I succumb so much to things like tv, music, expensive food. I have absolutely no self-control and it’s really humiliating. Today, my sister made chocolate tart, and I had one slice after lunch and two slices after dinner. Besides how overly forbearing i am with my cravings, I clearly have to curb my addiction to caffeine!

I asked my mom something that I never even thought of talking about with her — her first date. She herself was surprised that a) i’m only asking her now and b) she never felt the need to tell anyone herself. Well, she was sixteen, and she wore a short-sleeved top with a l0ng skirt, and it was dinner at a steakhouse and a movie. Okay, I have to think of more questions to ask my mom about her life omfg! I mean, I know a lot of people who have a lot of stuff to say about their lives but are no longer as lucid as they used to be. Actually, i’m no longer as lucid as i used to (or am supposed to) be.

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